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Apr 2013
My boots chased each other down a staircase
That led me straight to you
It was obvious, from the map in your hands
That you didn't have a clue

Our eyes met
My pace slowed

I saw a budding smile in your gaze
As you stood and waited
It was obvious, a soul in quiet distress
Waiting to be aided

I walked on
Your face fell

My boots questioned each other across the floor
And ever since that day
Lost stranger, you are my biggest regret
Did you ever find your way?
Completely true story. I couldn't tell you why this affects me so much, but I'm really really angry at myself for not helping that kid find his next class.
Wrote this about thirty seconds ago. Trying to write more and filter less. Come at me. Bring a better title with you.
Taylor Martin
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Taylor Martin  Texas
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